"khaleesi" poems - Hello Poetry

she was shedding tears what's wrong little dove he said i just realized i'm no queen of carthage nor the heir of england i'm no khaleesi i can't slay no dragons and i can't free no men but you are much more babydoll he said no i'm nothing but the queen of sorrow and sadness the heir of sin and guilt i'm a useless creature and a heartless ***** i lead a meaningless life and i deserve to be butchered with a keen edged knife

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Sep 7, 2014

Sep 7, 2014 at 4:25 PM UTC

zeineb-bouhaouel

queen of sorrow

she was shedding tears what's wrong little dove he said i just realized i'm no queen of carthage nor the heir of england i'm no khaleesi i can't slay no dragons and i can't free no men but you are much more babydoll he said no i'm nothing but the queen of sorrow and sadness the heir of sin and guilt i'm a useless creature and a heartless ***** i lead a meaningless life and i deserve to be butchered with a keen edged knife

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she was shedding tears what's wrong little dove he said i just realized i'm no queen of carthage nor the heir of england i'm no khaleesi i can't slay no dragons and i can't free no men but you are much more babydoll he said no i'm nothing but the queen of sorrow and sadness the heir of sin and guilt i'm a useless creature and a heartless ***** i lead a meaningless life and i deserve to be butchered with a keen edged knife

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Jan 8, 2015

Jan 8, 2015 at 8:57 AM UTC

bouhaouel-zeineb

queen of sorrow

she was shedding tears what's wrong little dove he said i just realized i'm no queen of carthage nor the heir of england i'm no khaleesi i can't slay no dragons and i can't free no men but you are much more babydoll he said no i'm nothing but the queen of sorrow and sadness the heir of sin and guilt i'm a useless creature and a heartless ***** i lead a meaningless life and i deserve to be butchered with a keen edged knife

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Worship taste you I would never waste you Ravage your body then I'll face you I am your M.A.N Hold more than your hand We can make plans know where I stand I am the real It's what you feel Putting a seal on this new deal Show you I'm true it's what I do Yes I'm a fool one for you Drop the disguise you are a prize A Khaleesi an empress in my eyes Queen of the moon but that's been done Love for you burns like the Sun Till the day we become one I'll beat in your mind like a drum Take my words with a grain of salt Fact that I love you is not my fault Not looking to catch but I caught Or looking to rent so I bought Into you I fall away Disappear into what I say Serious with these words I play To hold you in my arms someday.

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Aug 11, 2014

Aug 11, 2014 at 7:52 PM UTC

PoetryByMAN

Someday

Worship taste you I would never waste you Ravage your body then I'll face you I am your M.A.N Hold more than your hand We can make plans know where I stand I am the real It's what you feel Putting a seal on this new deal Show you I'm true it's what I do Yes I'm a fool one for you Drop the disguise you are a prize A Khaleesi an empress in my eyes Queen of the moon but that's been done Love for you burns like the Sun Till the day we become one I'll beat in your mind like a drum Take my words with a grain of salt Fact that I love you is not my fault Not looking to catch but I caught Or looking to rent so I bought Into you I fall away Disappear into what I say Serious with these words I play To hold you in my arms someday.

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monsters have shoved their claws into my ambitions you have turned my body into butter unsalted, not the good kind my arm reminds me of a tree carved my young men, hungry to be remembered and to leave an ugly mark dripping like sap i feel like Jenny “dear god, make me a bird, so i can fly far, far away from here” because i am ******* sick and tired to being forced to look forward to telling my excruciating narrative, like pulling my nails from my nail beds and remember, it is my ******* story, not yours, it will never be yours i am not your final girl i am not even your girl and i hate to break it to you, but i never will be i am the daughter of Khaleesi, and Aaliyah, and Beyoncé, women who have walked through fire and have come out the other side, unscathed, women who continue to take no **** form anybody the world is a ***** but over realized, so am i, yet more than anything, i have been the cattiest ***** to myself for years , and i’ve finally decided, i am ******* fed up with taking my own abuse

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Jan 8, 2019

Jan 8, 2019 at 1:45 AM UTC

208helen

Unsalted

monsters have shoved their claws into my ambitions you have turned my body into butter unsalted, not the good kind my arm reminds me of a tree carved my young men, hungry to be remembered and to leave an ugly mark dripping like sap i feel like Jenny “dear god, make me a bird, so i can fly far, far away from here” because i am ******* sick and tired to being forced to look forward to telling my excruciating narrative, like pulling my nails from my nail beds and remember, it is my ******* story, not yours, it will never be yours i am not your final girl i am not even your girl and i hate to break it to you, but i never will be i am the daughter of Khaleesi, and Aaliyah, and Beyoncé, women who have walked through fire and have come out the other side, unscathed, women who continue to take no **** form anybody the world is a ***** but over realized, so am i, yet more than anything, i have been the cattiest ***** to myself for years , and i’ve finally decided, i am ******* fed up with taking my own abuse

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if you're not the one who was destined only for me then i refuse to believe in destiny

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Jun 16, 2018

Jun 16, 2018 at 7:57 PM UTC

fake_ian--G1100

khaleesi

if you're not the one who was destined only for me then i refuse to believe in destiny

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Kratos the King, keenly kept the Kingdom of Kittens, Katerina was his Kween, his Khaleesi, Kindheartedly he kindled her, Katerina was kind and knowledgeable, Yet Katerina kindled no kittens for the King, Kratos, who was keen for kids. Knuckles was a knight, keen and klutzy, Knuckles kept the killing knife, He kept knaves from the King’s Kingdom. Kiska kept the kitchen. Kawaii and krasiva was Kiska. Knuckles kindled her, kindheartedly, as she was his kin. Karma kindled kindly in the Kingdom, Kinetic kaleidoscopic karma, Kindred karma of kindness, Karma knotted in kinesis, ***** karma, Kooky karma - Knocked-out the karmic kismet: Kratos kissed Kiska. … Katerina knew Kiska was knocked-up, Kindlessly she kneaded killing karma, and, Knowingly knocked Knuckles into knowing: Kiska his kin, keyed kingly by Kratos! “Knave! Klepto! Kin of the kennel!” Knuckles kicked-off at Kratos. “Katerina! Thou know-it-all Karen!” “Kiska is no kink to me!” “Knowst me kempt and kosher!” Kratos knew he was kaput. The Knight kicked the King, killingly, Kicked and kept kicking. Kratos kneeled, knackered, Knocked down, He knew, the killing knife was, Kinda a kindness… Knowing the knockout, Knuckles killed the King!

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Jun 27, 2025

Jun 27, 2025 at 7:43 AM UTC

pretty_sunflower

Kingdom of Klutzy Kittens 🐱

Kratos the King, keenly kept the Kingdom of Kittens, Katerina was his Kween, his Khaleesi, Kindheartedly he kindled her, Katerina was kind and knowledgeable, Yet Katerina kindled no kittens for the King, Kratos, who was keen for kids. Knuckles was a knight, keen and klutzy, Knuckles kept the killing knife, He kept knaves from the King’s Kingdom. Kiska kept the kitchen. Kawaii and krasiva was Kiska. Knuckles kindled her, kindheartedly, as she was his kin. Karma kindled kindly in the Kingdom, Kinetic kaleidoscopic karma, Kindred karma of kindness, Karma knotted in kinesis, ***** karma, Kooky karma - Knocked-out the karmic kismet: Kratos kissed Kiska. … Katerina knew Kiska was knocked-up, Kindlessly she kneaded killing karma, and, Knowingly knocked Knuckles into knowing: Kiska his kin, keyed kingly by Kratos! “Knave! Klepto! Kin of the kennel!” Knuckles kicked-off at Kratos. “Katerina! Thou know-it-all Karen!” “Kiska is no kink to me!” “Knowst me kempt and kosher!” Kratos knew he was kaput. The Knight kicked the King, killingly, Kicked and kept kicking. Kratos kneeled, knackered, Knocked down, He knew, the killing knife was, Kinda a kindness… Knowing the knockout, Knuckles killed the King!

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